"So why are we going to Nippon Mountain?"
Dam asked. He thought Shu would go to the new lands, and if he did, Dam preferred going to where he was.
"Ms. Mary said she would take the boy she was looking for to meet his real family at the Nippon Mountain."
Emilia answered. Her tone when mentioning "Ms. Mary" was respectful, and she seemed to hold whoever she was in high reverence. Dam could only guess she was the "leader" they met in the new lands, but he couldn't be sure.
They walked to the train station and bought four tickets. It was somewhat close to where they landed, and Dam could only ask if maybe this was all set by fate.
They left two of the tickets at the cashier's and told her that two people would come by and ask for these tickets and that she needed to ask them what the password was.
The blue-haired cashier was startled and took out a note to write the password. This request was rarely made, and she didn't expect to see anyone with this request today.
"What is the password?"
The cashier asked. She had a high-pitched voice, and Emilia's expression was like she heard a shriek.
"The password is: Wǒ zhēn bèn."
Emilia said and then chuckled.
"What does it mean?"
Dam couldn't help asking.
"It's in Dasheng Zhizi's native language. It means: I'm stupid."
Explaining this has caused Emilia an emotional response, and tears welled in her eyes. She was crying from laughter.
They left the dumbfounded cashier and got on the train.
About half an hour after getting on the train, they could hear the call to everyone who still didn't get on the train. This call was preceded by the voice of Dasheng Zhizi shouting the password.
"Wǒ zhēn bèn!"
Ah. Ah. Ah.
Dasheng Zhizi quickly reached their private room, and they could hear him breathing heavily.
They opened the door and saw a bruised Dasheng Zhizi and cheery Charlotte by his side.
"I don't think I've introduced myself. My name is Charlotte."
The cheery girl said. She bowed while slightly lifting her dress.
"My name is Dam Cahol. It's a pleasure to meet you."
Dam bowed, and they were all in shock. The difference between this genuine noble bowing and that freed slave was astounding. The elegance in each movement he made was too great, and Charlotte couldn't hold herself and passed out with a nosebleed.
"How long 'till we get there?"
Dasheng Zhizi asked.
"Better get comfortable."
Emilia answered.
"Uh?"
Dasheng Zhizi was confused.
"Sigh... Three weeks."
She clarified.
Dasheng Zhizi was stunned. That's so long!
"What the f-"
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Five coffins were standing against one of the brick walls. One of the coffins was open and empty.
Something was off. All of his planning... Why wasn't George Adom here? Why is the limiter still active?! Did he foresee it? Are his eyes of god really that great?!
A blue-haired god with closed eyes was anxious.
"Sir, is something wrong?"
A servant asked.
"How is the recruitment going?"
The god asked. He looked out the window and didn't look back at the servant.
"We have eight legions worth of recruits."
The brown-haired servant said as she pushed her glasses up and looked at the papers in her hand.
"How many of them are in fighting shape?"
He asked.
"Two legions worth."
The servant was surprised by what she read. They had such low numbers of soldiers. At this rate, her god's plans would never come to fruition.
"Sigh... You know, Sophia, if things went as planned, we would have had way more soldiers, but no, my brother had to ruin everything!"
The god ranted.
"Remind me, your brother is...?"
The servant, Sophia, remembered he mentioned it but didn't remember the details.
"Danny, the demon god. He is my father's bastard son. Has more control with less magic. Has more followers with less charisma. Became a god while not being the heir."
The blue-haired god turned his head to the servant. He seemed spiteful toward the demon god.
Though she remembered hearing something like that, Sophia was still surprised.
"I'm thinking of starting the war sooner than planned. If we can't get more soldiers, our enemies will have more time to become stronger at our expense."
Marcuse said.
"You should at least wait until we have five legions in fighting shape."
Sophia advised him.
"Thank you. I'll consider that. For now, you are dismissed."
He thanked her.
After this conversation, Sophia went out to finish her other tasks for the day. The conversation that ended with her beloved weather god was still very much alive in her head.
When they first met, he told her his real name was Marcuse Bloodborne. Based on the story he told her, in the fight against the previous gods, Marcuse sacrificed himself. He introduced himself as Antony to most people out of respect for the original owner of his body.
"Eh, Sophia, you got here right in time. Can you tell him that we are not ready for war yet?"
Michael Wagner said. He was an old powerhouse who liked drinking and had a lot of trust in Marcuse. He was also one of the legates. He wore a bulletproof vest and a combat uniform. His preferred weapon was a gun.
Guns are usually black pipe-like weapons with a trigger. When the trigger was pulled, the gun would shoot one of the fastest projectiles in the world. Guns were still not regularly used because sometimes the bullets exploded inside the barrel, which was dangerous. In addition, the shells were hard to make and expensive, and unless you knew how to enhance the shots with magic, many magical defenses could block them.
Before Sophia passed them, Michael spoke with another legate, Avraham Pines. This was a somewhat young man and the most fierce representative from the weather god's realm. He used a sword and wore knight's armor.
"From what the god told me, if things went as he planned, we would have had more troops by now, so I don't think we are ready for war."
Sophia answered the young legate.
Avraham was disappointed. He wanted to test their enemy's might already, and this wait was insufferable.
"Fine, I will pay for your next drink."
He said, and Michael looked satisfied.
Sophia was too busy to stay and chat, so she kept heading over to where she had her other tasks.